An innocent victim of a lie told in silence

My wife "qualicumrn" introduced me to this project and told me about Cathy's story line. I thought I would like to participate. This is so out of the norm for me, but I wanted to give it a try. So here is a poem I wrote, not sure why or how the words came to mind but here it is,


A flash in the pan
A shot in the dark,
A half life of innocence gone on a lark.
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care,
She hoped that her parents wouldn't know he was there.
In silence they looked into each other's eyes,
Still to this day, doesn't know why she cried.
She offered herself to this homecoming king,
With hopes that someday he would offer a ring.
As daylight approached
Being physically spent,
He gathered his things his blessing he sent.
She called and she called
Every day every night,
Holding on to the dream everything was alright.
One evening of lust now she is a mother,
By virtue of nature, She will not love another.
Now the baby is grown his mother long gone
His roam through the darkness sings a sad lonely song.
She walks by his side never offers opinion,
She still protects him for he is God's minion.
She walks with him even though she has died
She suffers forever as a result of the lie
He suffers each day as a life of reliance
An inocent victim of a lie told in silence.

I hope that you may enjoy this poem.